A/N: Hi, still busy revising but I'll try and update as often as I can! T-TrainOrTurkey, I made Viktor Junior up and despite having thought that Viktor Krum was quite a vain person but I have chosen to create him as he was such a famous Quidditch player. And thank you Ryah Ignis, sorry about that, I've changed it. Thanks for the reviews :D
Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy
I was like my dad in most ways. But not in all. I shared my qualities with my mum, who was kind (or that is compared to the rest of my family) and quite funny yet still reserved. However I was similar to my father in looks; mind, we're both cunning and quite a bit smarter than your average person; and with the fact that I was reasonably good at Quidditch, or at least with him teaching me. Everyone commented on how similar to my parents I was, in fact I thing the only thing that differed is that we don't have the same opinions on blood status.
My parents were both Slytherin, pure blooded, so like most in that=at era (though not all) had been grown up on the belief all muggle borns were scum and the only worthy people were pure bloods. My parents didn't drill it into me or often talk about it though yet from time to time they let a comment slip out like mudblood. My grandfather still had the same views but I hated Lucius Malfoy! I had to respect him, of course, but he was the one who had made my father a bad person and forced him to be a Death Eater. I know that father never ever wanted to be a Death Eater. He had never specifically said it but I knew it was true. It had to be. That didn't mean I was proud, I despised him for what he had done, and people despised me.
That I couldn't understand. Why couldn't people just ignore my father's faults, why couldn't I be my own person, with no reputation burdened on to me. I looked over at my fellow first years and immediately noticed Harry Potter's son, whom my father had told me to keep clear of. But he'd be in Gryffindor and I'd be in Slytherin and like my father and Harry Potter we'd be enemies. It was scary how alike to our parents we looked. He had messy jet black hair that was cut just about his emerald green eyes like Harry, or what he had looked like from the history books. I had light blonde hair that today was combed back out of the way of my light grey eyes. Our eyes meet for a moment but as soon as we realised who we each were we looked somewhere else. He looked for his family, the Weasleys. Father had told me to be wary of them and I decided with such a great number of them that I was going to take his advice and not start trouble with them.
"Malfoy, Scorpius." Professor Longbottom, the herbology teacher who was also head of Gryffindor house called out. My father called him a blundering idiot and I hadn't really wanted to judge him but when I saw him, podgy with a red face and stupid hair I decided to make my own judgements.
I saw people nudge one another and whisper things as I walked up, oh joy, they'd already started their prejudice against me. This was really going to be a new start, as a nice (-ish) Malfoy. I sat down and the Longbottom idiot put the hat on my head. "Ah, a Malfoy, I see but not your usual one." A voice said into my ear.
"What you going to do about it, put me in Gryffindor? I doubt that!" I thought.
"No, it would be a shame not to put you in Slytherin house. Your parents have both come from an extremely long line of Malfoys and I wouldn't want to stop that. You do also show a lot of the Slytherin qualities as well, cunning and resourceful, it's just that you could also be a very good person."
"What? Are you insinuating that all Slytherins are evil and none are nice, like everyone else thinks? I thought that you were supposed to be a non-biased hat with no prejudices or grudges!" I thought annoyed at the stupid hat. I knew my father wasn't perfect and my grandfather was far from it but not all Slytherins were horrible people! Maybe some of the qualities were important for Dark Wizards but they are still important for good wizards, such as Merlin. He was a Slytherin.
"Not at all, just merely passing my judgement. Any way without further ado," it said, "SLYTHERIN!"
I walked over to the table greeted with a small amount of cheering from the green and silver table however all the other tables seemed reluctant. I ignored it though. I was still a Malfoy and that is what Malfoys did best, ignore idiots…